Date: Fri, 15 Nov 2002 22:21:26 -0500
From: Ace *
Subject: revenge 9 (young friends)
CHARACTERS
Adam Chambers- 16 years old, blue eyes, dirty blonde, curly hair, sexy
smile and body, great shape, cool tan.
Will Peterson- 16 years old, black hair, blue eyes, great smile, nice
chest, killer tan.
Andre Stenerson- 16 years old, blue eyes, dyed blonde hair, muscular,
football player, sexy smile, body to die for.
Devon Edmunds- 19 years old, black hair, blue eyes, cute dimples, freckles
over his nose, beach boy's figure, nice smile.
Greg - Black hair, brown eyes, muscular, 20 years old, bi-racial, sexy
bodyguard figure, hot-headed, drug-dealer
Revenge 9
---Caught Ya
:::REWIND:::
"That's ok. I don't get mad, I get even." Greg said with an evil glare. He
broke the rose in half, pushed me against the wall and slammed the door as
he left.
--Back to Trevor's P.O.V.--
I was back at my "mansion" changing into a blue outfit. I slipped on a
white, thin, long-sleeved shirt, put on a sky blue shirt over it, jumped
into some blue jean pants and my K-Swiss shoes. I sprayed a little
"Nautica" cologne on me, and applied some Nautica deoderant. Hey, I might
as well have been going to meet the president. My dad was in his "suite",
showering. I wandered around the 7 bedroom, 3 bathroom house some
more. There were 3 main bedrooms, 2 guestrooms, an office/study, and a
weight room. Well, the weight room only had a bench-press, tredmill,
stair-master and ad-cycle. It was enough for me, though. Each main bedroom
had a queen-sized bed, desk, TV, lamp, dresser, 2 windows, and
bathroom. Each guestroom had 2 twin sized beds, a TV, 2 desks, and 2
dressers. The office looked like a fancy office you'd see on a soap
opera. Hey, I had some time on my hands, so I had to do something.
The kitchen was massive - the size of 2 master bedrooms at least. Tiled
with white marble floors and smoky white walls. The living room was just as
big, and the den was average. The dining room wasn't really fancy, just a
table and china cabinet. I'd been waiting for my dad for at least 25
minutes. He said we were on a tight schedule, so what was taking such a
long time?
I went up to his room and knocked on the door. No answer. I went in and
saw that the bathroom door was slightly opened. I could hear the water
running and see the steam coming out. His room was clean, so at least I
know he's not a pig. I walked over to the bathroom door and peeked
inside. I heard him gasping for breath, but couldn't see because of the
steam cloud. I opened the door even more and the steam filled the bedroom,
clearing the bathroom enough for me to catch my dad wanking!
It had to be at least a size 11, cut and sexy. I couldn't believe I was
getting turned on over my own dad! Well, not turned on, just interested. He
had his head thrown back and was breathing hard. What I saw next stunned
me. He shot 15 hard blasts of cum out that rod at the most. They plastered
the tile on the wall and they were so powerful, they splattered back
against him. I left the room then and just had to go beat my meat. Pretty
soon, we eventually went off to dinner.
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